The frosty moonlight shone on the ground. One step, two steps, Chen Ang slowly came to the front of the pavilion.
Those who came to kill him were all elite disciples of the Evil Cult, but now they were like helpless children. The weapons that they treasured as much as their lives had fallen into the dust, but they did not get a glance from their former owners.
The sword cut the flesh, the heart cut the soul.
The bright sword light not only killed four elders of the Evil Cult, but also cut the courage in their hearts. After today, most of the people here would not be able to pick up the sword in their hands!
Behind Chen Ang, Bao Da Chu's body opened his eyes, looking at the sky in confusion. Beside him, Qin Weibang, Jia Bu and Sang Sanniang had their eyes closed. Their faces were calm, as if because the sword light was too dazzling, they squinted their eyes and never opened them again.
In the pavilion, the last remaining elder of the Evil Cult, Wang Cheng, looked at Chen Ang who was slowly walking towards him. His face was bitter, his beard moved, his hands clenched into fists, sometimes trembling powerlessly, his heart was in an extreme struggle.
Finally, he let out a long sigh, facing Chen Ang who was walking step by step towards him, he calmly closed his eyes.
But Chen Ang did not pay attention to him, walked past him, and stopped in front of a strange man. That man had a huge head, a mouse-like beard, and a short and fat face. His appearance was very comical.
The strange man laughed strangely, suddenly tore open the clothes in front of his chest, revealing his loose chest, and said to Chen Ang with a strange smile, "Are you here to kill me? Then hurry up, stab in between my left collarbone and the fifth rib, one stab through the heart, it is the sharpest! If you stab in the wrong place, I will not forgive you even if I die. "
"Doctor Ping, why do you say so!" Chen Ang said with a smile. He looked at the number one divine doctor of the Smiling Proud Sect with calm eyes, raised his hand and pointed to his chest, "But your heart is different, it is between the fourth and fifth rib on the right side of your chest. If I do as you said, I will only stab it in the wrong place!"
"Haha! You even know this, you are really amazing! "Ping Yizhi lowered his head and once again buttoned his shirt.
Chen Ang pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword and said calmly, "A swordsman who has killed many people must have more experience and knowledge. If you don't even understand the body under your sword, then you are too useless!"
Ping Yizhi's fingers deftly fastened his belt. He slyly looked at Chen Ang and said, "You're lying to me! The dexterity of your hands and the sharpness of your eyes are not for killing, but for saving people! "
"It's a skill that can be used to save people, and it's not difficult to kill people!" Chen Ang looked at him with a smile, his hand already leaving the hilt of his sword.
When it came to saving lives and killing people, who could compare to the famous doctor in front of him? Saving one person, killing one person. This divine doctor might not be considered as a person of boundless virtue, but it was certain that he had killed people.
"You should know that in the eyes of us doctors, human life is just a symbol. If we were to lament over the parting of life and death, then we would not be a good doctor!" Ping Yizhi sneered.
Chen Ang was silent for a moment. He looked at the eccentric person in front of him and sighed.
"But if there is no compassion in his heart, and he treats patients like pigs and dogs, and lives are like grass, then he is not a doctor!"
The pavilion suddenly became silent. Chen Ang and Ping Yizhi did not speak. Elder Wang, who was at the side, sat stiffly on the ground. He lowered his head and did not dare to move. The rest of the Evil Faction disciples had already fled in panic. At this moment, on the ancient road under the moon, there were only three people and one horse, and the boundless wind and moon.
The night wind blew through his hair, bringing with it a slight coolness and lightness.
Ping Yizhi revealed a smile with difficulty. It was not a pretty smile, and even looked a little ferocious. He said heavily, "I, Ping Yizhi, have practiced medicine for decades, and have cured hundreds and thousands of patients. Not a single person has died by my hand. If I meet someone who died because of my treatment, I will pay with my life! The number of people killed by the quack doctors in this world is more than ten times that of me! Why can't I be called a doctor? "
"Bullsh * t! Bullsh * t! "His hair was blown loose, and his face looked exceptionally ferocious.
"The famous doctor who killed people, Ping Yizhi, is indeed famous in Jianghu. But I heard that after practicing medicine for decades, you have only saved hundreds and thousands of patients. You really do not live up to your name!" Chen Ang said lightly.
"Hehe!" Ping Yizhi laughed coldly. He took out a roll of yellowed medical records and threw it in front of Chen Ang. "I, Ping Yizhi, have cured strange illnesses, difficult and complicated illnesses. They are more than ten times better than what you have seen in your life! If someone has a strange illness that I have never heard of, I will crawl thousands of miles to cure him! "
Chen Ang picked up the medical records in front of him and opened them in his hands. He flipped through them one by one. Inverse pulse disease, Yang fire burning the body, congenital abnormalities, heart removal and heart replacement. In his life, Ping Yizhi had indeed encountered countless strange illnesses that he had never heard of or seen before. Some of them even sounded like the Arabian Nights, and some of them were terrifying.
Even with Chen Ang's experience, he could not help but be shocked.
Ping Yizhi saw Chen Ang's shocked expression and laughed proudly. He snatched the medical records from Chen Ang's hands. In terms of martial arts, Ping Yizhi was not even worthy of carrying Chen Ang's shoes. But Chen Ang just watched as he snatched the medical records back. He did not have any intention of stopping him. He only silently sighed and handed over a book in his arms.
"What is this?" Ping Yizhi took the book with a cold smile. He had only flipped to the first page when his expression changed. He did not care where he was and focused on reading.
Chen Ang smiled slightly. He picked up the medical records that Ping Yizhi had unknowingly thrown away. He spread it on his knees and flipped through it.
The moon moved to the east. In the evening breeze, there was only the sound of books flipping in the pavilion. The shadows of the three were cast on the ground by the firelight. Suddenly, one of the shadows swayed and trembled. It danced wildly.
"External evil! Internal evil! Arteries! Veins! One chapter of wind evil, one chapter of circulation, one chapter of dissection. Impossible, this is impossible! " Ping Yizhi grabbed his head with all his might. He cried and laughed at the same time. His hands trembled as he held Chen Ang's book. His face was scrunched up and he looked even uglier.
He carefully put down the book in his hands. His eyes were bloodshot. When he saw the medical records on Chen Ang's knees, he picked them up and pulled the covers with all his might. He was about to tear them into pieces!
Chen Ang sighed. The scabbard in his hand tapped lightly on Ping Yizhi's shoulder. Ping Yizhi's hands held onto the medical records powerlessly. He let it fall into the dust. Ping Yizhi sat on the ground powerlessly and closed his eyes in exhaustion.
After a long time, Ping Yizhi asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this a medical skill from beyond the heavens?"
Chen Ang did not answer. He only carefully picked up Ping Yizhi's medical records and cleaned them up. He respectfully placed them together with his own medical skills.
"Why are you still holding onto that shameful thing? Throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away. "Ping Yizhi shook his hands. Tears flowed down his old eyes. He turned his head away, unable to bear to look.
Chen Ang was silent.
"I have never heard of a tower that was not built through accumulation! I have also never heard of a superb medical skill that appeared out of thin air. Although martial arts and medicine are the pinnacle of geniuses, the pinnacle of geniuses is still built on the foundation of all living beings! "
"Our medical wisdom is the result of the painstaking efforts of countless doctors over the past thousands of years. We are the pioneers and beneficiaries of the path paved by our gray hair. We are the most beautiful flowers that have bloomed in the field of medicine! The reason why I am higher than you is because I am standing on the shoulders of more people. It is not because I am better than you! "
"Today, you have thrown it away like it is a shoe. You have lost the heart of a pioneer who has cut through thorns and thorns! You look at other people's towers and feel ashamed of your inferiority. But have you never looked back to see that the pinnacle's high platform has never started? The transformation of Yin and Yang, the rise and fall of the five Qi, are also the path of medicine. You must know that throughout the ages, China has never lost to others! "
Ping Yizhi raised his head in shock. He saw a brand new medical book in front of him. He opened it again and saw that it was full of acupuncture, herbs, guidance, Qi cultivation, meridians, and the study of Yin and Yang. It was completely different from the organs, circulation, blood vessels, and microorganisms.
He saw ink and ink that had yet to dry were written with all sorts of wondrous theories that he had never seen before. There were also several methods to look at Qi and diagnose. Looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse were all pioneers. Ping Yizhi felt that everything he had seen, heard, and learned in his life had never surpassed Pan Li in this book.
"Chinese medicine has a long history. It is full of vigor. It detects minor illnesses at the tip of a hair and adjusts the human body before it develops. It is the pursuit of medicine to strengthen the body and prevent all diseases. Just like what Bian Que said. I follow the path of martial arts and explain the changes of the four seasons, the rise and fall of Yin and Yang. I wish to use the path of Chinese medicine to strengthen the body and prevent all diseases. I also want to describe the changes of the human Qi and the path of the Three Treasures. "
"However, such a grand plan is not something that I can accomplish alone. I only hope that this book will be published in the world and enlighten the people so that medicine will prosper and everything will be renewed!"
Chen Ang watched as Ping Yizhi's eyes gradually brightened. His body also gradually became livelier. He smiled and read aloud a medical case written by Ping Yizhi. Then, he used sharp words to dissect it one by one. He only used a few words to describe Ping Yizhi's methods. He described the medical theory and cause and effect. Everything he said was accurate.
Ping Yizhi gradually became engrossed. When he heard certain parts, he could not help but speak out. He either agreed or refuted, but they were all on point. He even used the two medical books he had just read to analyze and refute. Chen Ang also discussed with him. The two of them were in high spirits. Before they knew it, the night had passed and the sun rose from the east.
"Brother Ping!" Chen Ang stood up and pulled his horse. He stood outside the pavilion. "I have something to say, please listen to me!"
"The times are prosperous, the times are new. This is the golden age of medicine. It is the beginning of the heavens, everything is renewed, and hundreds of schools of thought are contending. Brother Ping is a genius. You should be the one riding the waves of this golden age. You should overcome all obstacles for Chinese medicine and pave the way for future generations. You should use Yin and Yang to describe the human body and become a great doctor of the golden age.
"If you can surpass me and open up a new world for medicine, I will be honored! I will kowtow to Brother Ping for knowledge. Brother Ping, as a doctor, do not forget your original intention. Seek the sincerity of a great doctor! "
Ping Yizhi watched as Chen Ang rode his horse into the distance. Suddenly, he heard a young and tender voice from the past. It said word by word, "When a highly-skilled doctor treats a patient, he must calm the mind and calm the mind. He must have no desires or demands. He must first show great compassion and compassion, and vow to save the suffering of the living. If someone comes to ask for help, he must not care about his status, wealth, age, or beauty. He must hate his relatives and friends. He must think of them as his kin … "
He suddenly laughed out loud. He picked up the three books on the ground and held them in his arms as if they were treasures. He walked away in the morning light. He shouted, "Do not be overcautious and worry about your own fate. Protect your own life. See the suffering of others as if it is your own. Feel deep sorrow in your heart. Do not avoid the wind and rain, the cold and heat of the day and night, fatigue. Wholeheartedly go to save them. You can be a great doctor of the common people … "
Under the morning light, his shadow grew longer and longer. Elder Wang turned his head and saw that the short and fat figure had actually grown taller. Wang Cheng stared blankly at them as they left. Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground and looked at the dilapidated pavilion. No one knew what he was thinking.
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